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âYour career depends on it? Hmm⊠tell me about thatâŠâ he said. Chaseâs fingers worked along her spine and followed up on the muscles that had been built up to either side. His digits spread out over her shoulder blades and thumbs dug into the knots near the center of her back. It had become less of oil being put on and almost more of a massage for her. âI am pretty generous, right?â he grinned. More oil was applied and he moved down to her thighs. Toned and tight and long, he kneaded along the muscled of her lower body now, all the way to her ankles and then back up again. Finally they slid across her ass, quite grateful for the tight bikini bottom she wore. âLooks like Iâd better get under here, tooâŠâ suggested Chase, fingers tentatively pulling the ties on either side of her hips free, then peeling the thin layer of fabric back and down. âOh myâŠâ the man hummed, fingers caressing her gorgeous backside. âI can think of a few ways I can be repaid,â he promised.
"I work in the entertainment industry," she started as her eyes closed while she let him explore her body - even she could tell he was far less worried about the oil than he was making sure his fingertips traced over every last square inch of her. Â Even she wasn't concerned about his application skills, far too interested in the wonders he was doing to her back as he began to work some knots out - of course a soft appreciative sigh falling from her lips. Â "For the amount they spend on making sure the island has everything we could ever hope for you'd think they'd put a little more in the plane to get us here." Â It was comfortable but when you're used to flying first class it still left much to be desired. Â "I'm an actress more specifically," she felt she needed to make that clear because she didn't want him thinking she did porn or anything obscene like that, though it wasn't completely far fetched to see her naked body in films - she was one to flaunt what she had because she knew how good she looked. Â "For what it's worth, darling, you're far too generous for your own good, if you're not careful someone will take advantage of all you offer." Â Her especially as she had no qualms with his hands untying the strings to her bikini bottom, "I absolutely HATE tan lines you know, so wise thinking on your part." Â His little remark though had her unable to supress the small fit of laughter, "is it to your standards?" Â She asked, "don't be shy, darling, the debt is mine to pay. Â What would you like from me?"












